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Tafari: On Missing Him

Author: Tafari, Friday, July 13th, 2012 at 4:59 PM Mindspill

11 years ago, I got a call from my mother that changed my life. She called to tell me that my father, R.L. Howard died. I was crushed. Devastated. Confused. Fucked up! Although many years have passed, it still feels like yesterday. I still get the urge to dial his number. I still imagine him calling me to talk "stuff." Even being practically 40, I still need my father. Usually on this day, I am emotionally unsteady, but today, I’m feeling great. Weekend plans have partially diverted my attention. Life continues...

3 Responses to “Tafari: On Missing Him”

  1. Mary E. Lawler Says:

    Good memory! I know how you feel….it’s been twenty years since I lost my father and two years for my mom.

    At times I feel so lonely without them but I’m surviving.

  2. Remnants Says:

    I understand…I miss my Dad too.

  3. J V L I V S Says:

    I can relate to some point. Both of my parents were near death, and it did take a toll on me. Thankfully they’re still here. It took me a year to come to grips that my grandfather had died. It’s been almost three years now.

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